"Just for you," he said The number of disposable razors was limited. He was trying to stretch the supply by shaving every third or fourth day and reus...ng them, since he had no idea how long they'd be stranded. He'd been beardless for so long that he found even the idea of a beard uncomfortable now. "Want to explore today?" He jerked his head toward the forest beyond the outhouse.Her brown eyes brightened. "Yes! I'm tired of cleaning and fishing." She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down. That was so good."Some fifteen hundred miles away Nancy was still chuckling to herself as she pictured her husband jerking-off, thinking about what she had told him. She knew full well how horny she had made him. Nancy was also aware that she was feeling a little tingle down below herself. It wasn't all that often that Nancy masturbated when she was alone the way she knew Bill did. But this night, she shared his inability to put the story she had told out of her mind."I wonder what my body. My legs kick off the sheets and I stare at those red panties that turn you on so much. I dig my right hand into them, while the left one plays with my breasts. I squeal. It's so cold outside, and yet I'm in flames. I can feel my hard clit, almost dying to be exposed. I kneel and take them off, sitting back up again and rubbing it in circles. I know my neck is flushing red with blood, just like you like it. I can almost feel you kissing it, licking, while a finger enters my pussy, and I let out. But it was greatly enjoyable anyway. I smiled at him, while moaning.After sometime, he stopped and said,-okay, your turn--spin cycle…if you do not mind turning on the washing machine--hell no I do not! Come on!-While he was sitting on the washing machine, I was jumping on his cock and the machine was vibrating, it was a great feeling inside. I had longed for it for a long time.He was massaging my boobs, twisting my nipples and kissing me wherever possible. When I turned my head to him, we.